Lady luck has served me well
miracles have come to pass
and saved me when I was down I can tell
one of the hardest things in life
is exposing my fears
shedding my tears
putting on a face to others that appear
to judge my situation
living in an illusion
feeding my confusion
will I rise to meet the test
I'm not really sure
I can confess
horses galloping at my request
the chariot takes me to the next event
could it be that it is heaven sent
my selfish sins today make little sense
before I can take my soulful rest
I must make amends for misplaced zest
the page of wands stands strong and clear
the nine of cups brings gentle news to my ear

the apache kid